Iron Lung

[sorrowsofasoul]

[timewontbeenough]

@/Rottedcreatures callout

Hey so I’m sure you guys have seen this person before (they’ve gone by Trojan, Thorn, Rotted and Blade) a helluva lotta times already but the DID/OSDD discourse has resurfaced once again, as it tends to do every couple of months.

I recently joined (and was kicked) from a server that had this user in it and here’s what I managed to get from it.

Blade has publicly identified as a diagnosed system for multiple years now. They’ve consistently spoken over actual systems, used systemhood to justify erratic + abusive behavior, and deflected criticism with “I’m a system so it’s not my fault” rhetoric.

Last week, they admitted they’ve never even been assessed. No testing. No formal process. No diagnosis. Just vibes. Just “I feel like I identify as a fictional character so that’s DID”

Now this would be one thing if they were honest about that from the start. But they weren’t. If for the past 3 years they had been honest about not being diagnosed and exploring the possibility of being plural, that would have been fine. They didn’t do that though.

❗ Why This Matters:

Lying about having DID/OSDD when you’ve never even been evaluated is beyond just “personal identity.” It’s manipulative, it’s misleading, and it delegitimizes people who actually live with these conditions.

This isn’t about “gatekeeping,” it’s about accountability. DID/OSDD is not a disorder you can self diagnose, let me be clear about that. Suspected Plurality has never been people’s issue with Blade, it has been them outright claiming they are a system with no diagnosis and admittedly, not even an assessment.

You don’t get to use a disorder label like armor for YEARS and then go, “Haha oops I never actually got checked lol” and expect people to be okay with it.

If you’re going to claim a mental illness, especially one as complex and stigmatized as DID or OSDD, you need to be honest. Full stop.

This is not “calling someone out for being mentally ill.” This is calling someone out for lying about being mentally ill. And that distinction matters.

[abagofteeth]

Hey— While I completely understand your points being made in this post, I also don’t think you should say Thorn doesn’t have DID or OSDD, because they could potentially. They could also potentially have another dissociative disorder, as there are many others aside from DID or OSDD.

Although I understand your points, I don’t think we should outright claim what this person does and doesn’t have, because we’re not professionals and not equipped to do that.

Some people might be in positions where they can’t be clinically diagnosed— And I think that’s important to remember. While I’m not saying you should self diagnose that kind of thing, It’s not so black and white. There are layers to these things, and multiple things to take into consideration.

[timewontbeenough]

Thank you for the respectful tone, and I do want to respond with the same care.

That said: this entire situation isn’t about whether or not Thorn might have a dissociative disorder. It’s about the fact that they claimed to be a flat out DID/OSDD system for three years in very public, community-facing spaces and only just admitted that they’ve never even been assessed.

That’s not “maybe they have it.”

That’s not “they could be undiagnosed.”

That’s “they claimed a diagnosis they never had, repeatedly, and used that false claim to protect themselves from accountability” as they have done multiple times in the past when confronted with their poor behaviour and treatment of their friends.

You mentioned that we aren’t professionals. Correct! but that cuts both ways. Thorn isn’t a professional either, and yet they spent years presenting themselves as someone with a confirmed diagnosis, inserting themselves into conversations, communities, and roles that were built for and by diagnosed systems.

That’s misrepresentation, and in any other context, we’d call it what it is: lying.

The inconsistencies in Thorn’s stories have been noted by a lot of people over time—this isn’t an isolated incident. But the bottom line remains this: they took up space that wasn’t theirs, built trust on a foundation of dishonesty.

I want to be very clear! I’m not saying they don’t have anything.

I’m saying they lied about what they do have, for three years, intentionally misleading and deceiving people.

I’m not speculating about what Thorn does or doesn’t have. I’m not making assumptions, I’m not guessing. I’m responding to something they directly admitted: that they’ve never been assessed or diagnosed with DID or OSDD, despite claiming to be a diagnosed system for the past several years.

That’s not a grey area. That’s not about whether they might have something else.

That’s about the fact that they claimed a diagnosis they didn’t have, and used that claim to take up space in communities, conversations, and identities built for people who do have that diagnosis.

I do agree! there are many dissociative disorders, and yes, access to diagnosis is difficult for a lot of people. That’s a real issue, and it deserves compassion. But DID and OSDD are not disorders you can self-diagnose responsibly or accurately. They are complex, trauma-based disorders that require structured clinical assessment for a reason. Claiming them without that process is not just misleading, it can actively harm the trust and safety within system spaces.

This isn’t about policing someone’s identity. This is about accountability—because Thorn didn’t just say “I think I might be a system.” They said they were, and let people treat them as such for years. That’s a conscious choice, not a misunderstanding.

So again, I’m not saying they don’t have any dissociative symptoms.

I’m saying that claiming a diagnosis they never received, and allowing others to believe it for years, caused harm and that’s the issue being addressed.

Thanks again for keeping things respectful, I really do appreciate that. I just think this distinction is important.

[timewontbeenough]

@/Rottedcreatures callout

Hey so I’m sure you guys have seen this person before (they’ve gone by Trojan, Thorn, Rotted and Blade) a helluva lotta times already but the DID/OSDD discourse has resurfaced once again, as it tends to do every couple of months.

I recently joined (and was kicked) from a server that had this user in it and here’s what I managed to get from it.

Blade has publicly identified as a diagnosed system for multiple years now. They’ve consistently spoken over actual systems, used systemhood to justify erratic + abusive behavior, and deflected criticism with “I’m a system so it’s not my fault” rhetoric.

Last week, they admitted they’ve never even been assessed. No testing. No formal process. No diagnosis. Just vibes. Just “I feel like I identify as a fictional character so that’s DID”

Now this would be one thing if they were honest about that from the start. But they weren’t. If for the past 3 years they had been honest about not being diagnosed and exploring the possibility of being plural, that would have been fine. They didn’t do that though.

❗ Why This Matters:

Lying about having DID/OSDD when you’ve never even been evaluated is beyond just “personal identity.” It’s manipulative, it’s misleading, and it delegitimizes people who actually live with these conditions.

This isn’t about “gatekeeping,” it’s about accountability. DID/OSDD is not a disorder you can self diagnose, let me be clear about that. Suspected Plurality has never been people’s issue with Blade, it has been them outright claiming they are a system with no diagnosis and admittedly, not even an assessment.

You don’t get to use a disorder label like armor for YEARS and then go, “Haha oops I never actually got checked lol” and expect people to be okay with it.

If you’re going to claim a mental illness, especially one as complex and stigmatized as DID or OSDD, you need to be honest. Full stop.

This is not “calling someone out for being mentally ill.” This is calling someone out for lying about being mentally ill. And that distinction matters.

[abagofteeth]

Hey— While I completely understand your points being made in this post, I also don’t think you should say Thorn doesn’t have DID or OSDD, because they could potentially. They could also potentially have another dissociative disorder, as there are many others aside from DID or OSDD.

Although I understand your points, I don’t think we should outright claim what this person does and doesn’t have, because we’re not professionals and not equipped to do that.

Some people might be in positions where they can’t be clinically diagnosed— And I think that’s important to remember. While I’m not saying you should self diagnose that kind of thing, It’s not so black and white. There are layers to these things, and multiple things to take into consideration.

[faithurdrivingmeaway]

I understand why you’re pointing this out, and I would agree with you IF it weren’t for the fact that Thorns inconsistencies are that of someone who is just blatantly lying and not an innocent mistake. For YEARS, Thorn has claimed to be a system, starting out as claiming to be diagnosed in 2020 with DID, when they were still going by Trojan. Then, their story changed to them having OSDD, then it changed to my therapist thinks I have DID, back to OSDD, until eventually they admitted they don’t have a diagnosis for EITHER and haven’t even been assessed for it.

This would be a different story altogether if we weren’t talking about someone who has been caught lying and also blatantly weaponising their alleged disorder. Thorn is blatantly full of it, what they’re doing is ROLEPLAY at best. Their theatrical ass display of “DID” is very questionable, extremely histrionic and blatantly offensive.

[creepypastabilities]

ALL GONE

@abagofteeth ordered some Fem Lucas and the chef always serves

[abagofteeth]

MY WIFE I LOVE HERRR

[abagofteeth]

“I could kiss you senseless,” Luis says, idly flickering the rusty lighter on and off, the orange flame illuminating his features in the darkness— Luis glows, Leon thinks, he glows.

Leon rolls his eyes and grumbles something, a murmured “Don’t be ridiculous,” before his eyes glue themselves back to the contraption in his hands.

“You’re doing it all wrong, Sancho.” Luis speaks again, voice smooth and confident as he steps towards the worn down table, gently plucking the contraption from Leon’s fingers.

The mechanism effortlessly clicks into place, and Leon almost wants to roll his eyes again, but he doesn’t— Too transfixed on how beautiful Luis looks with his brows pinched together in concentration, chewing his bottom lip.

God, Leon craves. He craves so much that he aches with it.

“Voila! All done.” Luis announces proudly, and Leon smiles. Leon actually smiles.

-

Luis catches all the things Leon hides. The coldness in his stare, the vacancy in those icy eyes that really means he’s thinking about something, really thinking about it.

“You keep thinking those thoughts so deeply, Mi Amor, and you’ll drown in them.” Luis says, voice adorned with its typical playful edge, but he cares. His eyes show that he cares.

Leon snorts, “I can swim, y’know.”

Luis just smiles and shakes his head, then, a playful tut, “Even the best swimmers drown, Sancho.”

“Tell me, Leon, what is it you want?”

Leon opens his mouth; “I just want…”

You.

You.

I just want you.

But the words don’t come out.

-

“I could kiss you senseless,” Luis says again, but this time—

This time blood spills with every word, a strained cough, this time, Leon is begging the world, don’t take this sinner from me, not yet.

“Don’t talk,” Leon speaks, a pleading crack in his voice that betrays the way he tries to keep his hands steady, but the wetness in his lashes is not something he can hide.

“Don’t cry, Mi Vida— Don’t cry,” Luis soothes, eyes fixed on Leon, watching, admiring, adoring. “No lover leaves a rose garden without blood on their hands.”

Leon laughs. Soft. Disbelieving, because even with his last breaths, Luis is reciting sappy poetry to him.

So Leon leans in.

And—

He kisses him. He kisses Luis and he tastes blood on his lips.

He tastes something he can’t have. He tastes Luis.

You can’t force the stars to align when they’ve already died.

“Leon?” Luis asks, calls for him in his time of dying, voice so soft and fragile that it makes Leon ache. “Yes, Luis?”

“I’ll tell every star about you.”

[creepypastabilities]

Omg hear me out ‘you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.’ With moonjo x jongwoo maybe moonjo says it and it’s after a fight or something? Or or or set near the end of sfh after jw kills the other residents

-delrouge

The low hum of the fluorescent light buzzed above them, casting a sickly yellow glow over the dim hallway of the rundown apartment complex. The atmosphere was heavy with the damp scent of the building, a smell that clung to everything, a stark reminder of the decay surrounding them.

Jongwoo stood frozen by his door, his hands trembling as he adjusted the strap of his bag. He had only just arrived back from his grueling day at work, and the last thing he wanted was to deal with Moonjo again.

Yet, Moonjo was there, leaning casually against the wall of the narrow corridor, as if he had all the time in the world.

“You look tired, honey.”

Moonjo said, his voice smooth, almost gentle—too gentle for someone like him. Too gentle given the way Jongwoo had screamed at him earlier.

Jongwoo stiffened. He could feel the dark energy swirling around Moonjo, even in the quiet moments. It wasn’t just his eyes— the sharp, predatory gaze that never seemed to miss a thing— it was the way Moonjo listened, like he could hear the thoughts that were too soft to be spoken aloud.

“I’m fine," Jongwoo muttered, avoiding that gaze as he reached for his door handle.

Moonjo straightened up, a slight smirk playing on his lips. “No, you’re not.” He took a step closer, his presence suffocating, as always. “You’re always so... tense, honey. So easily rattled.”

Jongwoo flinched at the proximity, but he kept his back straight. “What do you want?” he asked, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice.

Moonjo tilted his head, eyes gleaming with amusement. “Oh, I’m not here for anything specific,” he said with a slow drawl, calculating, clearly relishing in the discomfort he was causing. “Just thought I’d say hello.”

Jongwoo couldn’t help but let out a small, bitter laugh. “That’s a lie.”

“I scream at you— Smash some of your belongings, tell you to get fucked, and you pop back in to say hello? You’re full of shit, what do you want?”

Moonjo’s smile simply widened.

“You really are perceptive, honey. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about.”

“Then what?” Jongwoo snapped, his patience wearing thin, begging to snap like a worn thread.

“You have such a talent for pretending you’re innocent,” Moonjo said smoothly, his tone almost admiring, fond. He took a step forward, closing the gap between them. "But I know better, honey.”

“I always know better.”

The words are laced with something knowing, and Jongwoo swallows thickly, his mouth suddenly dry, guilty. He wanted to tell Moonjo to shut up, but the words caught in his throat.

Guilty.

Moonjo notices. Of course he does. The silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating, and just as Jongwoo thought it wouldn’t be possible— Moonjo smiles wider.

And it looks wrong. It looks unhinged. And just like that—

He’s gone.

[creepypastabilities]

He who the flowers follow.

Pairing— Chris Redfield x Piers Nivans (Resident Evil)

The field does not exist on any map.

It exists the way memory does—fractured, golden, and full of ghosts that still hum with warmth. A half-forgotten Eden, grown not from seed but from sorrow. It unfurls with riotous sunflowers, each a flame arrested in bloom, all of them craning toward a single constant in the sky.

But the sun is not in the sky.

It stands in the center of the field, its name still shaped like Piers in Chris’ mouth.

Chris walks into that field the way a moth throws itself into a candle. Knowing. Wanting. Unwilling to stop burning.

The air tastes like hallelujahs never sung, like prayers that caught in the throat and curdled into silence. He doesn’t need to call out. Piers knows. The way a shadow knows the one casting it.

He stands with his back to Chris, his profile carved from war and aftermath. His mutated arm gleams like a serpent made of moonlight, curled but not striking. The rest of him is sunlight left too long on the windowsill—faded at the edges, but still warm enough to hurt.

“You always come when the flowers bloom,” Piers says, voice like rusted hinges on a chapel door.

Chris swallows the ache in his chest and pretends it isn’t shaped like forgiveness. “They only bloom because you’re here.”

The sunflowers sway as if agreeing. They lean in, greedy, hungry for the boy who once carried the ocean inside his lungs and didn’t drown. The boy who is no longer boy, no longer soldier, no longer human, but something beyond—and still, still Chris would follow him into hell if only he asked.

“I brought you something,” Chris says.

He offers a single sunflower. Not plucked. Not cut. Uprooted—roots exposed, raw, still dripping with earth like a wound. A gesture both violent and tender.

Piers takes it in his human hand, careful, as though afraid to bruise it with the weight of who he is. The flower droops slightly, not from fear, but reverence.

“It’ll die,” he says. “Everything I touch forgets how to live.”

Chris steps forward, until the breath between them feels sacred. “Then let me be the one thing that remembers.”

The words land between them like a vow carved into wet bark. Irrevocable.

The flower leans. It does not wilt. It bows—to him.

The field shifts. One by one, the sunflowers begin to turn. Not toward the sun. Not toward the sky.

Toward Piers.

Because he is not the monster they feared. He is the miracle they waited for.

And Chris?

Chris watches the whole world bend for him, and thinks:

I would grow roots in his name. I would split myself open just to be the soil he stands on.

[abagofteeth]

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

[abagofteeth]

[abagofteeth]

[abagofteeth]

— 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩.

[wreniriis]

Someone get this man an item box

(based off of the painting ‘Rosie to the rescue’ by Norman Rockwell)

[creepypastabilities]

MANEATER

@abagofteeth I drew your wife. The FREAK!

[abagofteeth]

OH EM GEE, I LOVE IT

[creepypastabilities]

A Hell is other people fan?? Best day of my life can you do mjjw headcanons?

-Moonjo always wakes up first. Always. He likes watching Jongwoo sleep—it’s part adoration, part control, and part fascination with how peaceful Jongwoo looks when he’s most vulnerable.

-Moonjo insists on cooking. His knife skills are precise and a little too practiced, and he takes disturbing pride in the presentation, not that Jongwoo eats it.

-Jongwoo reads true crime books. Not just for entertainment, but for understanding. Moonjo finds this hilarious and sometimes reads passages out loud in mock-lecturer tone.

-Every year, on the day Jongwoo first moved into Eden Goshiwon, they “celebrate.” Moonjo buys red wine. Jongwoo sits quietly, probably seething, but Moonjo thinks it’s all part of the charm.

-Jongwoo loses his temper. Moonjo just says “That’s so you, honey.” Jongwoo loses his temper some more.

-Moonjo never stops testing Jongwoo’s sanity. He’ll rearrange something subtly and wait to see if Jongwoo notices. If he does, Moonjo smiles. If he doesn’t, Moonjo smiles wider.

-They have a game where Moonjo tells a lie and Jongwoo has to detect it. If Jongwoo wins, he gets to go outside alone. If he loses, Moonjo takes a “souvenir” from him like a lock of hair, a book, a secret.

-Moonjo collects teeth in a jar. Jongwoo used to ask where they came from. He doesn’t anymore.

-They occasionally watch old horror films together.

[creepypastabilities]

—Got venom in her kisses.

@abagofteeth aka Resident Moonjo Lover

[abagofteeth]

IM GNAWING THE WALLS IM CHEWING A ROCK, I LOVE IT!!

[creepypastabilities]

—Meowww

@abagofteeth <3

[abagofteeth]

I JUST SCREAMED

[abagofteeth]

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[stars4venusona03]

huge fan of the water ghouls !!